The Way of Saint Francis, Assisi to Rieti, Italy
I am halfway through our trek along The Way of Saint Francis. We have hiked about 11 miles a day and we are six days to Roma.
I wish I could remember everything on this adventure.
I wish I could remember every corner, every street, every steep hillside, cobblestone, oak-covered road, every distant hill town, overgrown path, trail marker, water fountain, road sign, brick wall, barking dog, lamp post, tile roof, stream, olive grove, shuttered window, and trail sign.
But I can't remember it all.
I wish I could remember every hand made pasta, every roast pork, pecorino cheese, Panzanella, primi, segundi, white wine, red wine, amaro, and gelato I ate.
I wish I could remember everything.
But I cannot.
What I can remember is that every day is special.
If I am in Italy, or at home in Washington, every day is beautiful and I can enjoy it and live in the moment. I am thankful for so many things that I may, or may not remember.
“Thank you brother sun and sister moon.”
Thank you Saint Francis for your love and gratitude for all things.